PnB Rock - Let'em Know lyrics

[Hook: Monty and PnB Rock] b**h I'm livin' fast, She wanna take it slow 200 on the dash, so you know I'm close All I get is cash, I'm on overload Brown paper bags, neck full of gold This for the bros, this for the hoes Sippin' 17, she already know When we pullin' up, it's a car show They like Monty, Monty Imma let'em know [Verse 1: PnB Rock] Monty, let'em know Bro you gotta let'em know That I'm ain't like these singin' n***as I'm the type to let'em go Might pull on yo block just to squeeze on my phone Might pull on yo block just to f** on yo hoe I pull on yo block just to snatch all your gold Then buy me some woods from your corner store That's just how I get it, I'm livin' I've been chasin' money, f** these b**hes I've been in the kitchen, water whippin' Breakin' down the pigeons with my n***as Hoe on the phone, then come get, I'm leanin' Still I ain't lackin', cause I got my meaning Watchin' for n***as and b**hes that schemin' Look at me wrong and think I'm squeezin' You should know, b**h it PnB and ZooGang Come thru 100D like Wu Tang Let a n***a talk sh**, we let them 2s bang You should know, b**h it's PnB and ZooGang [Hook: Monty and PnB Rock] b**h I'm livin' fast, She wanna take it slow 200 on the dash, so you know I'm close All I get is cash, I'm on overload Brown paper bags, neck full of gold This for the bros, this for the hoes Sippin' 17, she already know When we pullin' up, it's a car show They like Monty, Monty Imma let'em know [Verse 2: Monty] I'm just here to let'em know Gotta watch these n***as cause you never know I most the Loud Packs, she want some edibles I just pop two, so now I feel incredible She said Monty, try to fit me in your schedule I be smokin' sticky-icky on the regular I got way too many numbers in my cellular All this ice got it feelin' like it's February Monty, yo I got this Let me see you topless They ain't really got sh** Shorty lookin' tropic PnB and ZooGang We gon' let the two bang like: Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop bop [Hook: Monty and PnB Rock] b**h I'm livin' fast, She wanna take it slow 200 on the dash, so you know I'm close All I get is cash, I'm on overload Brown paper bags, neck full of gold This for the bros, this for the hoes Sippin' 17, she already know When we pullin' up, it's a car show They like Monty, Monty Imma let'em know [Outro: PnB Rock] You wanna take it slow So you know I'm close I'm on overload Yeah yea Yea this for the hoes You already know It's a car show Yeah yea